Return of The Peepers

I wait to hear this sound every Spring,

the chorus of peepers.

The song comes back every year

and yet, it always surprises me.

I am still waiting for this sound to come

this Spring. Snow falls in April and

catches in the early mud,

that freezes once again.

Pockets of the peepers’ song will

split the dark and takeover the forest,

as the rest of the animals start to stir

awake for the season to return.

The sky turns from snowy white,

to a robin egg blue as a sure sign of

true Spring.

Still, I wait.